The Playboy’s Downfall novel Chapter 94

“WHERE’S ISLA?” It was Becca’s words the moment she saw Apollo.

Apollo grimaced and arched his brow as he got her luggage.

“Why didn’t you bring—”

“Can’t you just get in the car and stop finding the person that is not here?”

Becca arched her brow. “That’s why I’m looking for her because she’s not here,” she replied and rolled her eyes.

Apollo sighed. “Can’t you just stop talking and walk silently?”

Becca scoffed and looked at him. “God gave me this…” she pointed her mouth, “—to have the freedom to speak,” she added.

Apollo pressed his lips and didn’t utter a word again until they stepped inside his car.

“Geez, I hate white cars,” Becca asserted as she put on her seatbelt.

Apollo couldn’t help but react. “You’re free to take the yellow cars,” he replied and started the engine.

“I’m tired. Just drive. I want to go home—”

“Sure—”

“I mean to your house, honey,” Becca said.

Apollo was stunned for a moment, and when he met Becca’s eyes, he didn’t know what to feel. It’s the first time that she has called him like that.

“Surprised?” Becca teased and let out a sly smirk.

Apollo sighed and was about to turn the steering wheel when Becca touched the bulk in his between, making him curse out loud and step on the break. “What the fuck?!” he yelled and looked at Becca,

Becca bit her lower lip and smiled. “Ops. Sorry, I thought it was nothing,” she replied in a mocking tone.

Apollo scoffed, then suddenly, an idea came across his mind. “If you want to touch it, just tell me, and I will take it off—”

“Sure, take it off then—”

“Don’t provoke me to do such a thing, Rebecca,” Apollo warned.

Becca burst into laughter. “Come on, I know you want it to—” she didn’t finish her words when she felt a warmth pressing on her lips.

Apollo unbuckled his seatbelt while kissing Becca.

Becca was surprised, but their lips started to move after a few moments. Apollo nibbled her lower lip. His hand cupped her right cheek to deepen the kiss. At the same time, his other hand went into her waist and gripped it a little tight.

Becca let out a soft moan when Apollo’s hand started to go upward and rest his palm above her left breast. Even if she wore a cloth, she could still feel the warmth of Apollo’s hands.

Apollo formed smirked and let go to gasp some air. Afterward, he buckled his seatbelt and sped away.

Becca bit her lower lip as she looked past through the window. 'Damn, self, why didn’t you control it?' she thought.

After that abrupt hot thing, silence filled the car. No one dared to talk until they arrived at the Peterson mansion.

The moment Becca hopped off the car, she saw Isla’s approaching her side.

Becca smiled widely when she saw how happy Isla was. And when her eyes darted into her big baby bump, she couldn’t help but shed tears. When her eyes met Apollo’s, she wiped her tears away.

“Rebecca!” Isla exclaimed and hugged her tight.